I think something snapped last night. I went to bed bitter and twisted and awoke feeling chirpy (lol, maybe not chirpy, but certainly better than is usual recently). I don't care much anymore. I will enjoy what I have and let everything else fall into place. I don't know how long this feeling will last - if it is a bad day at work it could be over by lunchtime - if not then it could last a few months. This diary may well start to peter out - it's main purpose was as an outlet - if I have little to vent then I have no reason to fill it in. Mess. The emptiness in my chest is still there, but it doesn't bother me. I find myself getting lost in the music. I will give up on this entry and listen...
Thursday, 26 August 1999
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